Simba

He loved Eve and Steven- and they loved him fiercly too.

He was the little spoon at night. Sat on the center console in the truck during road trips. Loved to play with fish and birds projected onto the wall. He wanted to be in the same room, helping, participating, observing, whatever he could get away with. He loved it when he could hold on to a part of you- your foot, hand, leg!

He knew his angles, and therefore we have hundreds of "that's too cute" photos of him. His mitten paws certainly don't hurt too.